"Brother, come look at this!" came Alphonse's voice from the next room.
Edward ran out and saw that his brother had returned from his vacation with Major Armstrong and the others, the one Ed had decided not to go, and he had come back very different.
His build had not been so different from Edwards; rather slight, but did have some muscle tone to his arms. Now, he looked like a miniature version of the major. They both stood there, shirts off, posing and twinkling in the light, and flexing their muscles.
"The Major inspired me, Brother! And now, I too am an example of a Perfect Specimen!" Alphonse announced.
"A-Al? Are you feeling alright?" Ed asked, shocked.
"I have never felt any better than I have at this moment, Brother! And now, we shall go and help you become an example of a Perfect Human Specimen!" Alphonse declared, wrapping his arms around his brother.
"Gah! No! Let go, Al! No! I don't want your chest on me! Stop! Let go!" Edward protested.
"Let go! Let go!" Edward muttered before his eyes flew open and he sat up.
"Brother?" a slightly echoed voice asked, "are you alright?"
Edward looked over and saw his brother, still a suit of armor, and definitely not an Armstrong look-a-like and he sighed in relief before lying back down.
"Yeah, Al," he muttered, pulling the blanket back over him, "everything is just fine,"
So, what'd you think? Not what you expected, was it? It was another little plot-bunny that came to me when I was fresh out of ideas, and me being me, I went after the little guy. Like the birthday one, it did its job and I figured I'd post it here, see what the response was. Please tell me what you thought, where I could improve and whatnot.